On April 18, 2011, after a long battle with cancer, Ray Ivan Ashment, 72, chose to finally let go so God could take him to be reunited with Judy, his loving wife of 53 years. We know he is in a much better place.
Ray was born on September 27, 1938, to Merle and Geneva Ashment. He worked in the agricultural field the majority of his life.
He went through life always willing to help others. He was a great mechanic and was always being called upon by his family and friends to come help fix some sort of vehicle; he never asked for anything in return.
Ray is survived by his five children, daughter, Coy Ashment(Bruce) Richards, of Idaho Falls, ID; son, Mark (Julie) Ashment, of Rigby, ID; son, Cody (Chantell) Ashment, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Juli Ashment McIver, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Debbie Ashment ((Ken) Hicks, of Idaho Falls, ID; sister, Connie Ashment (Moss) Lindstrom, of Lewisville, ID; brother, Dean (Shannon) Ashment, of Spanish Fork, UT; nine grandchildren; and eight great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his loving wife, Judy Tippets Ashment, his parents, Merle Ashment and Geneva Ashment, a sister, Guelda Ashment Storer, and an infant brother, Leon.
A visitation for Ray's family and friends will be held from 6:30 to 8:00 p.m. Friday, April 22, 2011 at Wood Funeral Home (273 North Ridge Avenue).
A tribute from the Family: In Loving Memory of
Ray I. Ashment
In this past few weeks, our family has been drawn together in a new way. The "Dad" and "Grandpa" who had cared for us so many years now needed our special care. As we worked and prayed and waited together through the long hours, we remembered and discovered anew how he affected our lives.
We would like to give this tribute in recognition of what he means to us. He didn't like long eulogies of praise and would be the first to admit to human weakness. We, too, know he wasn't perfect, but he was special to us and we wanted to let you know a little more about the man you may not have known.
As a sign of respect, his children always called him "Dad;" he was never called Ray. As the grandchildren came along, his name changed to "Grandpa." He enjoyed being "Grandpa" and was excited about each new arrival.
Dad was known for his skill as a farmer: he always knew what needed to be done with the soil to grow the best crop in the valley.
There is no doubt about it. Dad/Grandpa was frugal. We all joked about how he always knew where to find the best bargains. What many people may not have known was his generosity, as he frequently gave monetary gifts to family members. What we didn't know and only found out in roundabout "ways" was how often he helped others in need. He wanted to share the bounty he felt God had given to him.
To us, Dad/Grandpa was special because he made us feel special. In the 53 years that he and Grandma were together, their family grew. Each child was known by name, even to the youngest baby up to the last days of his life.
To all of us he was "Mr. Fix-it." If your car was acting up, call Dad if you need to buy a car or call Dad and he will get you the best car with the best price. Your clock doesn't work? Take it to Dad. If you need anything fixed, just call Dad.
When he did something, it was done right and he taught us to do the same. (At least he sure tried!) Dad wanted us to get satisfaction from and take pride in a job well done.
He had an uncanny knack for knowing where his stuff was. If you borrowed anything and didn't put it back where it came from, he would let you know that it wasn't where he left it.
Dad had a temper and was very stubborn. Those two things didn't always mix well, yet with that being said, I never heard him say a negative thing about the people he was upset with. Dad would let you know he was unhappy with the action, but not with you personally.
There was chemistry between Mom and Dad, which sometimes made the sparks fly. But more often than not, it was like a magnet with the two united as one working toward a common goal.
Dad was always there for us. We find it hard to realize that he is gone because we felt that Dad and Mom would always be there. Yes, we grieve, but with a joyous hope. We ask that you, too, rejoice with us as we celebrate the culmination and crowning achievement of his life – Dad has gone home.
Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult things we can go through; so much more if it is a parent. No words can express what we are feeling right now, and we are sure only time can help us accept the fact.
Dad was one of those hard working fathers who always got his way. His words were the law in our house. We used to fear him, but we never thought he was already teaching us one of the most valuable lessons in life: standing up for what you believe in and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. As we grew older, we slowly understood why he treated us like that. We also discovered that he was a very compassionate and kind person. We learned that the most important thing that he had was us, his family. Though he never said it out loud, we know that he was really proud of what we have become. We are who we are now because we had a father like him. As most of you may know, Dad never showed his feelings. You would only see that look that said you did something great, and seeing him like that made you feel like you owned the world.
Dad was a very strict father, but that's only because he cared for us. To his friends, he was a very kind person and was always ready to help. He always had a solution to every problem and had his ways of making things simple. He never asked anybody for help, but he was a very generous man, and he never wanted to be acknowledged for anything he did. When he helped, he simply helped.
Dad showed strength until the end and still had some enlightening words for us. We promise that we will continue what he has started. We know we will be filling huge shoes, but with your help we think we can do it. Let's just remember everything that Dad shared with us, and let's be happy that he has finally gone home to our Creator.
Dad, we can't thank you enough for the things you were always doing for us, and for the great role model that you were in our lives. We were truly blessed to have you as a father, grandfather, and great grandfather. You were liked by most, loved by many, and respected by all.
We love you, we will miss you, but all know we will be together some day soon.
Your loving family
Ray was born on September 27, 1938, to Merle and Geneva Ashment. He worked in the agricultural field the majority of his life.
He went through life always willing to help others. He was a great mechanic and was always being called upon by his family and friends to come help fix some sort of vehicle; he never asked for anything in return.
Ray is survived by his five children, daughter, Coy Ashment(Bruce) Richards, of Idaho Falls, ID; son, Mark (Julie) Ashment, of Rigby, ID; son, Cody (Chantell) Ashment, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Juli Ashment McIver, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Debbie Ashment ((Ken) Hicks, of Idaho Falls, ID; sister, Connie Ashment (Moss) Lindstrom, of Lewisville, ID; brother, Dean (Shannon) Ashment, of Spanish Fork, UT; nine grandchildren; and eight great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his loving wife, Judy Tippets Ashment, his parents, Merle Ashment and Geneva Ashment, a sister, Guelda Ashment Storer, and an infant brother, Leon.
A visitation for Ray's family and friends will be held from 6:30 to 8:00 p.m. Friday, April 22, 2011 at Wood Funeral Home (273 North Ridge Avenue).
A tribute from the Family: In Loving Memory of
Ray I. Ashment
In this past few weeks, our family has been drawn together in a new way. The "Dad" and "Grandpa" who had cared for us so many years now needed our special care. As we worked and prayed and waited together through the long hours, we remembered and discovered anew how he affected our lives.
We would like to give this tribute in recognition of what he means to us. He didn't like long eulogies of praise and would be the first to admit to human weakness. We, too, know he wasn't perfect, but he was special to us and we wanted to let you know a little more about the man you may not have known.
As a sign of respect, his children always called him "Dad;" he was never called Ray. As the grandchildren came along, his name changed to "Grandpa." He enjoyed being "Grandpa" and was excited about each new arrival.
Dad was known for his skill as a farmer: he always knew what needed to be done with the soil to grow the best crop in the valley.
There is no doubt about it. Dad/Grandpa was frugal. We all joked about how he always knew where to find the best bargains. What many people may not have known was his generosity, as he frequently gave monetary gifts to family members. What we didn't know and only found out in roundabout "ways" was how often he helped others in need. He wanted to share the bounty he felt God had given to him.
To us, Dad/Grandpa was special because he made us feel special. In the 53 years that he and Grandma were together, their family grew. Each child was known by name, even to the youngest baby up to the last days of his life.
To all of us he was "Mr. Fix-it." If your car was acting up, call Dad if you need to buy a car or call Dad and he will get you the best car with the best price. Your clock doesn't work? Take it to Dad. If you need anything fixed, just call Dad.
When he did something, it was done right and he taught us to do the same. (At least he sure tried!) Dad wanted us to get satisfaction from and take pride in a job well done.
He had an uncanny knack for knowing where his stuff was. If you borrowed anything and didn't put it back where it came from, he would let you know that it wasn't where he left it.
Dad had a temper and was very stubborn. Those two things didn't always mix well, yet with that being said, I never heard him say a negative thing about the people he was upset with. Dad would let you know he was unhappy with the action, but not with you personally.
There was chemistry between Mom and Dad, which sometimes made the sparks fly. But more often than not, it was like a magnet with the two united as one working toward a common goal.
Dad was always there for us. We find it hard to realize that he is gone because we felt that Dad and Mom would always be there. Yes, we grieve, but with a joyous hope. We ask that you, too, rejoice with us as we celebrate the culmination and crowning achievement of his life – Dad has gone home.
Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult things we can go through; so much more if it is a parent. No words can express what we are feeling right now, and we are sure only time can help us accept the fact.
Dad was one of those hard working fathers who always got his way. His words were the law in our house. We used to fear him, but we never thought he was already teaching us one of the most valuable lessons in life: standing up for what you believe in and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. As we grew older, we slowly understood why he treated us like that. We also discovered that he was a very compassionate and kind person. We learned that the most important thing that he had was us, his family. Though he never said it out loud, we know that he was really proud of what we have become. We are who we are now because we had a father like him. As most of you may know, Dad never showed his feelings. You would only see that look that said you did something great, and seeing him like that made you feel like you owned the world.
Dad was a very strict father, but that's only because he cared for us. To his friends, he was a very kind person and was always ready to help. He always had a solution to every problem and had his ways of making things simple. He never asked anybody for help, but he was a very generous man, and he never wanted to be acknowledged for anything he did. When he helped, he simply helped.
Dad showed strength until the end and still had some enlightening words for us. We promise that we will continue what he has started. We know we will be filling huge shoes, but with your help we think we can do it. Let's just remember everything that Dad shared with us, and let's be happy that he has finally gone home to our Creator.
Dad, we can't thank you enough for the things you were always doing for us, and for the great role model that you were in our lives. We were truly blessed to have you as a father, grandfather, and great grandfather. You were liked by most, loved by many, and respected by all.
We love you, we will miss you, but all know we will be together some day soon.
Your loving family
On April 18, 2011, after a long battle with cancer, Ray Ivan Ashment, 72, chose to finally let go so God could take him to be reunited with Judy, his loving wife of 53 years. We know he is in a much better place.
Ray was born on September 27, 1938, to Merle and Geneva Ashment. He worked in the agricultural field the majority of his life.
He went through life always willing to help others. He was a great mechanic and was always being called upon by his family and friends to come help fix some sort of vehicle; he never asked for anything in return.
Ray is survived by his five children, daughter, Coy Ashment(Bruce) Richards, of Idaho Falls, ID; son, Mark (Julie) Ashment, of Rigby, ID; son, Cody (Chantell) Ashment, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Juli Ashment McIver, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Debbie Ashment ((Ken) Hicks, of Idaho Falls, ID; sister, Connie Ashment (Moss) Lindstrom, of Lewisville, ID; brother, Dean (Shannon) Ashment, of Spanish Fork, UT; nine grandchildren; and eight great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his loving wife, Judy Tippets Ashment, his parents, Merle Ashment and Geneva Ashment, a sister, Guelda Ashment Storer, and an infant brother, Leon.
A visitation for Ray's family and friends will be held from 6:30 to 8:00 p.m. Friday, April 22, 2011 at Wood Funeral Home (273 North Ridge Avenue).
A tribute from the Family: In Loving Memory of
Ray I. Ashment
In this past few weeks, our family has been drawn together in a new way. The "Dad" and "Grandpa" who had cared for us so many years now needed our special care. As we worked and prayed and waited together through the long hours, we remembered and discovered anew how he affected our lives.
We would like to give this tribute in recognition of what he means to us. He didn't like long eulogies of praise and would be the first to admit to human weakness. We, too, know he wasn't perfect, but he was special to us and we wanted to let you know a little more about the man you may not have known.
As a sign of respect, his children always called him "Dad;" he was never called Ray. As the grandchildren came along, his name changed to "Grandpa." He enjoyed being "Grandpa" and was excited about each new arrival.
Dad was known for his skill as a farmer: he always knew what needed to be done with the soil to grow the best crop in the valley.
There is no doubt about it. Dad/Grandpa was frugal. We all joked about how he always knew where to find the best bargains. What many people may not have known was his generosity, as he frequently gave monetary gifts to family members. What we didn't know and only found out in roundabout "ways" was how often he helped others in need. He wanted to share the bounty he felt God had given to him.
To us, Dad/Grandpa was special because he made us feel special. In the 53 years that he and Grandma were together, their family grew. Each child was known by name, even to the youngest baby up to the last days of his life.
To all of us he was "Mr. Fix-it." If your car was acting up, call Dad if you need to buy a car or call Dad and he will get you the best car with the best price. Your clock doesn't work? Take it to Dad. If you need anything fixed, just call Dad.
When he did something, it was done right and he taught us to do the same. (At least he sure tried!) Dad wanted us to get satisfaction from and take pride in a job well done.
He had an uncanny knack for knowing where his stuff was. If you borrowed anything and didn't put it back where it came from, he would let you know that it wasn't where he left it.
Dad had a temper and was very stubborn. Those two things didn't always mix well, yet with that being said, I never heard him say a negative thing about the people he was upset with. Dad would let you know he was unhappy with the action, but not with you personally.
There was chemistry between Mom and Dad, which sometimes made the sparks fly. But more often than not, it was like a magnet with the two united as one working toward a common goal.
Dad was always there for us. We find it hard to realize that he is gone because we felt that Dad and Mom would always be there. Yes, we grieve, but with a joyous hope. We ask that you, too, rejoice with us as we celebrate the culmination and crowning achievement of his life – Dad has gone home.
Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult things we can go through; so much more if it is a parent. No words can express what we are feeling right now, and we are sure only time can help us accept the fact.
Dad was one of those hard working fathers who always got his way. His words were the law in our house. We used to fear him, but we never thought he was already teaching us one of the most valuable lessons in life: standing up for what you believe in and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. As we grew older, we slowly understood why he treated us like that. We also discovered that he was a very compassionate and kind person. We learned that the most important thing that he had was us, his family. Though he never said it out loud, we know that he was really proud of what we have become. We are who we are now because we had a father like him. As most of you may know, Dad never showed his feelings. You would only see that look that said you did something great, and seeing him like that made you feel like you owned the world.
Dad was a very strict father, but that's only because he cared for us. To his friends, he was a very kind person and was always ready to help. He always had a solution to every problem and had his ways of making things simple. He never asked anybody for help, but he was a very generous man, and he never wanted to be acknowledged for anything he did. When he helped, he simply helped.
Dad showed strength until the end and still had some enlightening words for us. We promise that we will continue what he has started. We know we will be filling huge shoes, but with your help we think we can do it. Let's just remember everything that Dad shared with us, and let's be happy that he has finally gone home to our Creator.
Dad, we can't thank you enough for the things you were always doing for us, and for the great role model that you were in our lives. We were truly blessed to have you as a father, grandfather, and great grandfather. You were liked by most, loved by many, and respected by all.
We love you, we will miss you, but all know we will be together some day soon.
Your loving family
Ray was born on September 27, 1938, to Merle and Geneva Ashment. He worked in the agricultural field the majority of his life.
He went through life always willing to help others. He was a great mechanic and was always being called upon by his family and friends to come help fix some sort of vehicle; he never asked for anything in return.
Ray is survived by his five children, daughter, Coy Ashment(Bruce) Richards, of Idaho Falls, ID; son, Mark (Julie) Ashment, of Rigby, ID; son, Cody (Chantell) Ashment, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Juli Ashment McIver, of Idaho Falls, ID; daughter, Debbie Ashment ((Ken) Hicks, of Idaho Falls, ID; sister, Connie Ashment (Moss) Lindstrom, of Lewisville, ID; brother, Dean (Shannon) Ashment, of Spanish Fork, UT; nine grandchildren; and eight great-grandchildren.
He was preceded in death by his loving wife, Judy Tippets Ashment, his parents, Merle Ashment and Geneva Ashment, a sister, Guelda Ashment Storer, and an infant brother, Leon.
A visitation for Ray's family and friends will be held from 6:30 to 8:00 p.m. Friday, April 22, 2011 at Wood Funeral Home (273 North Ridge Avenue).
A tribute from the Family: In Loving Memory of
Ray I. Ashment
In this past few weeks, our family has been drawn together in a new way. The "Dad" and "Grandpa" who had cared for us so many years now needed our special care. As we worked and prayed and waited together through the long hours, we remembered and discovered anew how he affected our lives.
We would like to give this tribute in recognition of what he means to us. He didn't like long eulogies of praise and would be the first to admit to human weakness. We, too, know he wasn't perfect, but he was special to us and we wanted to let you know a little more about the man you may not have known.
As a sign of respect, his children always called him "Dad;" he was never called Ray. As the grandchildren came along, his name changed to "Grandpa." He enjoyed being "Grandpa" and was excited about each new arrival.
Dad was known for his skill as a farmer: he always knew what needed to be done with the soil to grow the best crop in the valley.
There is no doubt about it. Dad/Grandpa was frugal. We all joked about how he always knew where to find the best bargains. What many people may not have known was his generosity, as he frequently gave monetary gifts to family members. What we didn't know and only found out in roundabout "ways" was how often he helped others in need. He wanted to share the bounty he felt God had given to him.
To us, Dad/Grandpa was special because he made us feel special. In the 53 years that he and Grandma were together, their family grew. Each child was known by name, even to the youngest baby up to the last days of his life.
To all of us he was "Mr. Fix-it." If your car was acting up, call Dad if you need to buy a car or call Dad and he will get you the best car with the best price. Your clock doesn't work? Take it to Dad. If you need anything fixed, just call Dad.
When he did something, it was done right and he taught us to do the same. (At least he sure tried!) Dad wanted us to get satisfaction from and take pride in a job well done.
He had an uncanny knack for knowing where his stuff was. If you borrowed anything and didn't put it back where it came from, he would let you know that it wasn't where he left it.
Dad had a temper and was very stubborn. Those two things didn't always mix well, yet with that being said, I never heard him say a negative thing about the people he was upset with. Dad would let you know he was unhappy with the action, but not with you personally.
There was chemistry between Mom and Dad, which sometimes made the sparks fly. But more often than not, it was like a magnet with the two united as one working toward a common goal.
Dad was always there for us. We find it hard to realize that he is gone because we felt that Dad and Mom would always be there. Yes, we grieve, but with a joyous hope. We ask that you, too, rejoice with us as we celebrate the culmination and crowning achievement of his life – Dad has gone home.
Losing a loved one is one of the most difficult things we can go through; so much more if it is a parent. No words can express what we are feeling right now, and we are sure only time can help us accept the fact.
Dad was one of those hard working fathers who always got his way. His words were the law in our house. We used to fear him, but we never thought he was already teaching us one of the most valuable lessons in life: standing up for what you believe in and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. As we grew older, we slowly understood why he treated us like that. We also discovered that he was a very compassionate and kind person. We learned that the most important thing that he had was us, his family. Though he never said it out loud, we know that he was really proud of what we have become. We are who we are now because we had a father like him. As most of you may know, Dad never showed his feelings. You would only see that look that said you did something great, and seeing him like that made you feel like you owned the world.
Dad was a very strict father, but that's only because he cared for us. To his friends, he was a very kind person and was always ready to help. He always had a solution to every problem and had his ways of making things simple. He never asked anybody for help, but he was a very generous man, and he never wanted to be acknowledged for anything he did. When he helped, he simply helped.
Dad showed strength until the end and still had some enlightening words for us. We promise that we will continue what he has started. We know we will be filling huge shoes, but with your help we think we can do it. Let's just remember everything that Dad shared with us, and let's be happy that he has finally gone home to our Creator.
Dad, we can't thank you enough for the things you were always doing for us, and for the great role model that you were in our lives. We were truly blessed to have you as a father, grandfather, and great grandfather. You were liked by most, loved by many, and respected by all.
We love you, we will miss you, but all know we will be together some day soon.
Your loving family
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